134. My daughter opened the mailbox....

and got chlamydia*. It's true.

I laughed so hard I thought I would split a seam. The envelope was from Giant Microbes and I could see the listing on the sales slip as chlamydia and syphilis pox. I do believe I said, "Um, why is someone mailing you chlamydia?" If I'm not too nosy in asking. She answered: "Oh, my friend Kate *name changed to protect the disease ridden* must have sent it to me".
Well. Silly me.
You must go to the website and peruse all the microbes. Bethany and I laughed until we cried. That is some great stuff.
*No actual diseases were contracted at the mailbox.

133. Wee bits of random

Randomly:
~Behind me in line at AC Moore (Where I was buying embroidery floss, I'm hooked) (I need another past time like I need less time) was a woman who was so impatient. She kept clucking and dramatically sighing while waiting her turn. This makes me boil. People polluting my waiting time with their impatience, you know? I could have stomped her toes (she was wearing ugly sandals. And her boobs were hanging out. She thought she was all that, I guess. She wasn't. But who am I to say?)
~ As I left the grocery store I realized that I was hungry and the package of deli Virginia ham looked awfully tasty. All of a sudden needing ham very much, I put the ham in my purse to munch a couple of slices on the ride home. I reasoned that it was better than a candy bar or chips. Right? Okay, not as good as an apple but it certainly is protein and that was good. Can we just agree on that? :) So, I stuffed the ham package in my purse so I would not be self consciously carrying a, well, package of ham. And then as I drove away I thought that if I now got in a car accident all the EMT's and ER workers would be wondering WHY I had ham in my purse. It would be the mystery of the day, wouldn't it? I'd be known as the ham lady! There was no car accident by the way and I am safe from another embarrassing nickname.
~ On the drive home (Same drive) I saw a homeless man pushing a shopping cart full of possesions. Sad. Mostly clothes, I'm hoping some food in there but who knows. But on the top was a floor lamp. Huge with the cord hanging down off his carriage. Is it just me wondering if that will come in handy for him? Seems like it's bulky and heavy for not much use. But then again, I'm not a homeless man.
Thank god.
~Today was a glorious day. After the gale winds stopped blowing this afternoon it was a pleasant spring day. Just right for my wool sweater, window down (eating ham, of course) and I see a teen girl wearing short shorts and a halter top. It wasn't THAT nice. What is it with some kids? Is she an eternal optimist? Is she listening to some freak meteorologist? Is she just plain stupid? I wonder.
~That was on the same ride home just so you know.
~ I wrote a blog entry in my head while driving home, stir fry fixings in a bag and munching ham.
It was a good day. How was yours?

132. still wishing I went to NH S&W

My weekend was so busy with the running around beginning Friday night and ending Sunday night that I woke up extra pooped today. Which makes the sink ful of dishes extra annoying. Guess I'll pawn that off on someone!

My mother's day gift from Baaathany er, Bethany. The girl knows her mother! But this isn't any old sheep, no sirree bob. Think of the softest thing you've ever touched. Got it? THE softest? Yeah, now make it SOFTER in your blog reading imagination. That is how soft this sheep is. Now? Add a pleasant lavender smell.
See? What a nice gift this was! Like your sheep in a pale pink hue? They've got you covered.

I can't stop taking photos of my Fig.

131. Mother –noun - a female parent

Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for
The right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine

130. The sky above me on a Saturday

Huh. Look at that. It's Saturday and I took a picture of the sky!
Heywood Wakefield Smoke Stack, Gardner, Massachusetts. My hometown.
I spent the day with my Mom, being Mother's day weekend and all!

129. Things: this and that: What I'm working on

The dragon scales scarf grows. Despite being thought of as LACE, I am enjoying the knitting very much. It is an easy pattern: Sandy-fied.
The process of finding a new interest is one that has always fascinated me. I wonder why all of a sudden an idea is in your head. Well, nowadays it's easy to know. You read blogs and you click here and read there and soon as you know it you are seeing something new and fascinating. But why does it grab hold in your brain? Why now?
For instance:

Embroidery. I don't know how it happened but all of a sudden, I'm embroidering a gnome on a tea towel. It's a mystery, but it is what it is. A gnome on a tea towel.

Gnome 'shrooms.
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Fig says thank you!

"I hate the vets"

128. Mystery solved

Here ya go! The answers, but not the winner. I have to take the time to go through the answers and figure that out. Today? I have spent a bit of time at the vet's office. Fig's yearly yanno. He's not doing that great and I'm more than upset right now. And to add insult to injury, when he came home he was frantically running up and down the stairs (seems like hundreds of times) and drooling so badly that the front of him was sopping wet. He is better now, sleeping it off, poor baby. Me? I'll just gaze at him for a bit. And if you have any good thoughts for some little healthy cat kidneys please send them Fig's way. Please.
Okay. Ready? Most of you were right on!
Number 1:
Banana
Number 2: onion (vidalia just so you know)
Number 3:
Birthday candles
Number 4:
Sliced lemon
Number 5:
Salt shaker top.

Mystery photos on the left, revealed photo on right.
Here's another view of the salt shaker too:

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That was loads of fun! Please feel free to snitch the idea for your blog. I think we'll do that again soon, without prizes. Well, of course there's always the personal satisfaction of whooping everyone's butt. Or is that just me?
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Healthy Fig kidneys
Healthy Fig kidneys.
or
Perhaps a miracle. Or something.